The second part is a quote from "Chosen", Joss is God.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
He could hear the black leather boots clicking on every step she made. He knew she was a mile away, they were walking into the City of Angels. Two close ones were missing from the picture. A girl passed on the bus ride, to make three people gone from the somewhat close group. The mitten man was still alive, the whelp, the principal, the nibblet, red, the watcher, the second, some trainees, and the slayer. The ex was gone, the other witch was lost last year, and the new one's soul was lost just outside of the crater. He heard them approaching the city limits. They'd be here in less than two hours. Was he ready? Did he have enough courage to face them after what happened? Was he brave enough to face her? Peaches was sitting outside, almost as nervous as he was. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
Sunnydale 2 months ago.
"I can feel it, Buffy."
"What?"
"My soul. Its really there. It kinda stings."
The Hellmouth was collapsing and Spike was destined to go with it.
"Go on, then!"
"No, no you've done enough! You could still--"
"No. You've beaten them back. Its for me to do the cleanup."
"Buffy come on!"
"Gotta move, lamb. I think its fair to say schools out for the bloody summer."
"Spike!"
"I mean it I gotta do this."
Buffy laces her fingers in Spike's outstretched hand, both of their hands burst into flame.
"I love you."
"No, you don't. But thanks for saying it. Now go!"
Buffy reluctantly releases and flees from the collapsing room. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
"Are you ready?"
"Do I have to be?"
"Buffy, you heard the call from Angel he's back."
"Dawn its not that simple."
"Why not, Spike is back and you' re not saying anything. It's like you don't want to see him, almost as though you could care less, I saw you before, before it all, before the battle, now you don't like him any more, I don't get it Buffy, I don't."
"Dawn, don't talk about something you don't understand, and what do you mean you saw me?"
"Both of you, in the basement, the night when Faith was in your room. Together, like you both want."
Buffy was silent, she couldn't think of anything to say.
"Tell me something."
"Fine, we started to become friends again, very good friends, he was there again when you all weren't. When I was 'fired' from my own house, when I was kicked out, he was there for me. You know, when I was alone at that old house, I was this close to giving up, this close. Then he came. He gave me the strength I needed to get that scythe. No one thought I could do anything, no one but him. He gave me a speech, I swear, it was the most comforting thing anyone has ever said to me, ever. He saved the world that night. If he hadn't said anything to me when I was slipping of he edge, if he wasn't there, we would have all been dead, cause I would have given up. And of course, once we got close he died, he left me again, and I do not plan on loosing him for a third time. So yeah we've had our ups and downs, we've had good times and bad times, and yeah I have feelings for him, just as strong for him as for Angel, I love him."
"Can I have him when you don't want him anymore?"
"Dawn!"
"Just kidding!"
"I can't believe you still have a crush on him!"
"He still looks good."
"I can't disagree with you there." "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
Click Click Click. The sounds reverberated in his head. Click Click Click. They got closer bringing dread. Swing Swing Swing. One foot in front of the other. Swing Swing Swing. They stay close amongst each other. Squeak Squeak Squeak. Leather against skin. Squeak Squeak Squeak. Hidden thoughts lie within. Click Swing Squeak Stop. "Peaches, not in the mood to argue right now." "Spike, for the first time I don't actually want to fight, well I do but, that's not what I came here for." "Then why are you interrupting me." "Doing what exactly?" "Having a nice time without you." "Okay never mind. Why I came here was so that I could ask you how to cover this up." "What?" "What do you think? Both of us look like we got ourselves stuck in an oversized blender." "Bloody hell you poofter. How in the world do you suggest we cover up?" "I don't know." "We tell them." "What?" "We say we got in a fight. We don't even have to say why, they don't need and explanation. You can keep your soddin glory, no one needs to know why or how it ended, I'll never tell." Click. Both of them heard it, the door opened. They were here. A few floors down, but all the same, they were her, she was here.
He could hear the black leather boots clicking on every step she made. He knew she was a mile away, they were walking into the City of Angels. Two close ones were missing from the picture. A girl passed on the bus ride, to make three people gone from the somewhat close group. The mitten man was still alive, the whelp, the principal, the nibblet, red, the watcher, the second, some trainees, and the slayer. The ex was gone, the other witch was lost last year, and the new one's soul was lost just outside of the crater. He heard them approaching the city limits. They'd be here in less than two hours. Was he ready? Did he have enough courage to face them after what happened? Was he brave enough to face her? Peaches was sitting outside, almost as nervous as he was. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
Sunnydale 2 months ago.
"I can feel it, Buffy."
"What?"
"My soul. Its really there. It kinda stings."
The Hellmouth was collapsing and Spike was destined to go with it.
"Go on, then!"
"No, no you've done enough! You could still--"
"No. You've beaten them back. Its for me to do the cleanup."
"Buffy come on!"
"Gotta move, lamb. I think its fair to say schools out for the bloody summer."
"Spike!"
"I mean it I gotta do this."
Buffy laces her fingers in Spike's outstretched hand, both of their hands burst into flame.
"I love you."
"No, you don't. But thanks for saying it. Now go!"
Buffy reluctantly releases and flees from the collapsing room. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
"Are you ready?"
"Do I have to be?"
"Buffy, you heard the call from Angel he's back."
"Dawn its not that simple."
"Why not, Spike is back and you' re not saying anything. It's like you don't want to see him, almost as though you could care less, I saw you before, before it all, before the battle, now you don't like him any more, I don't get it Buffy, I don't."
"Dawn, don't talk about something you don't understand, and what do you mean you saw me?"
"Both of you, in the basement, the night when Faith was in your room. Together, like you both want."
Buffy was silent, she couldn't think of anything to say.
"Tell me something."
"Fine, we started to become friends again, very good friends, he was there again when you all weren't. When I was 'fired' from my own house, when I was kicked out, he was there for me. You know, when I was alone at that old house, I was this close to giving up, this close. Then he came. He gave me the strength I needed to get that scythe. No one thought I could do anything, no one but him. He gave me a speech, I swear, it was the most comforting thing anyone has ever said to me, ever. He saved the world that night. If he hadn't said anything to me when I was slipping of he edge, if he wasn't there, we would have all been dead, cause I would have given up. And of course, once we got close he died, he left me again, and I do not plan on loosing him for a third time. So yeah we've had our ups and downs, we've had good times and bad times, and yeah I have feelings for him, just as strong for him as for Angel, I love him."
"Can I have him when you don't want him anymore?"
"Dawn!"
"Just kidding!"
"I can't believe you still have a crush on him!"
"He still looks good."
"I can't disagree with you there." "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
Click Click Click. The sounds reverberated in his head. Click Click Click. They got closer bringing dread. Swing Swing Swing. One foot in front of the other. Swing Swing Swing. They stay close amongst each other. Squeak Squeak Squeak. Leather against skin. Squeak Squeak Squeak. Hidden thoughts lie within. Click Swing Squeak Stop. "Peaches, not in the mood to argue right now." "Spike, for the first time I don't actually want to fight, well I do but, that's not what I came here for." "Then why are you interrupting me." "Doing what exactly?" "Having a nice time without you." "Okay never mind. Why I came here was so that I could ask you how to cover this up." "What?" "What do you think? Both of us look like we got ourselves stuck in an oversized blender." "Bloody hell you poofter. How in the world do you suggest we cover up?" "I don't know." "We tell them." "What?" "We say we got in a fight. We don't even have to say why, they don't need and explanation. You can keep your soddin glory, no one needs to know why or how it ended, I'll never tell." Click. Both of them heard it, the door opened. They were here. A few floors down, but all the same, they were her, she was here.